Chapter 3

At noon, in the Qingshan No. 1 Middle School cafeteria.

Six people were sitting at a table in the corner of the third floor, including Lin Yuan and Wu Di, as well as two other boys and two girls, all friends from school who had not attended the morning martial arts class.

The school's martial arts classes were relatively flexible; you could come if you wanted to.

"Old Fang!"

"You didn't see it! Pei Xi's expression at that moment, hahaha!"

Wu Di patted Fang Zixin's shoulder and laughed for about twenty minutes.

Fang Zixin, hearing that he had missed such a famous scene, pounded his chest and repeatedly asked Wu Di for details.

Among these people, Wu Di and Fang Zixin disliked Pei Xi the most.

Originally, the Pei family and the Fang family were both second-tier martial arts families in Qingshan City, and they had competed with each other since childhood. Seeing Pei Xi in a bind, Fang Zixin was naturally extremely excited and planned to spread the news when he got home.

"Lin Yuan, are you going to spar with Jiang Yining this afternoon?"

Lin Yuan nodded, "Yeah, are you all coming?"

At the end of the morning martial arts class, Jiang Yining had found Lin Yuan and invited him to spar at the martial arts hall in the afternoon.

The surrounding friends all nodded and said:

"Of course, I wonder if Pei Xi will have the face to come this afternoon, hehehe..."

"He should come, if I were scolded in the morning and didn't come back in the afternoon to reclaim my dignity, that would be too embarrassing, right?"

"That's true."

"Wu Di, be careful this afternoon, I bet Pei Xi will target you."

Wu Di snorted:

"Hmph, who's afraid of whom in basic martial arts?"

"I've trained with Lin Yuan for three years."

...

In the afternoon.

The number of students in the martial arts hall was no less than in the morning, with many coming to watch Lin Yuan and Jiang Yining spar.

Both of their basic martial arts skills were top-notch.

From a martial arts perspective, their match would certainly benefit the spectators.

Every time Lin Yuan sparred with anyone, many younger students would come to watch and learn. This time was no exception, and a large circle had already formed before the fight even began.

In the center of the arena, Lin Yuan and Jiang Yining were already in position.

The only rule for basic martial arts sparring was not to use spiritual energy.

"Let's begin."

Jiang Yining took a stance and said seriously to Lin Yuan.

Feeling a surge of momentum, Lin Yuan also turned sideways, clenching his fists and gathering his strength.

To him, Jiang Yining was just an opponent.

Swish—

Jiang Yining took a step forward, charging ahead and delivering a powerful punch!

The explosive power of this step made the audience gasp in surprise.

"Wow, so fast!"

"That's the speed of a third-level martial artist."

Even in a basic martial arts match, a third-level martial artist, with their spiritual energy-infused body, had significantly more explosive power than a second-level martial artist.

Lin Yuan and Jiang Yining had sparred three months ago, so he was well aware of her strengths and weaknesses.

Female martial artists generally had more agility but less strength.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan did not back down and delivered a powerful punch.

The two punches met with a loud thud, and both took a step back!

Lin Yuan showed a look of surprise, feeling the almost transformed explosive power of Jiang Yining.

Indeed, after their last sparring session, Jiang Yining had recognized her weakness and focused on training her explosive power.

However, the strength gap between male and female martial artists was not so easily bridged. Even with the momentum from her charge, Jiang Yining did not gain any advantage.

Lin Yuan regained his balance first and launched a simple and direct attack, a sweeping kick followed by ten consecutive straight punches, the punches coming faster and faster like a flood breaking through a dam!

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—

In the audience, Fang Zixin saw this and exchanged a glance with his girlfriend.

"Damn, such a straight-up guy..."

Not only they, but the surrounding audience was also on edge.

Each of Lin Yuan's punches aimed to knock down Jiang Yining, with no intention of showing mercy.

After exchanging two punches with Lin Yuan, Jiang Yining found that she could not make a quality counterattack under such intense pressure and took the opportunity to use her agility to create some distance.

One attack, one retreat, but it was clear from the moment they engaged that Lin Yuan had taken the initiative!

Lin Yuan respected Jiang Yining greatly.

A female martial artist who had trained her basic martial arts to this level had certainly put in as much effort as Lin Yuan.

Under pressure, Jiang Yining was constantly looking for opportunities.

She darted past Lin Yuan's side.

Using the inertia from twisting her waist and pivoting her leg, she kicked towards Lin Yuan's back!

"What!"

Jiang Yining's pupils contracted.

She never expected that Lin Yuan would not dodge her kick!

The surrounding audience also widened their eyes, and some of the younger students even gasped in shock.

Boom!

"Hmph..."

Jiang Yining's kick hit Lin Yuan's back, and he grunted as he turned around.

Jiang Yining, in a state of shock, made eye contact with Lin Yuan and knew it was not good.

After delivering the kick, she could not quickly regain her balance.

Seeing the opportunity, Lin Yuan turned and delivered a solid kick to Jiang Yining's well-defined figure!

Thud!

Jiang Yining was sent flying and landed hard on the ground, her blood surging.

"Yining!"

Seeing Jiang Yining kicked away by Lin Yuan, Pei Xi rushed onto the sparring platform.

He glared at Lin Yuan and reached out to help Jiang Yining up.

But Jiang Yining immediately pushed Pei Xi's hand away and said coldly:

"Get lost."

Before Pei Xi could react, Fang Zixin, who was watching from the side, suddenly got excited and shouted at Pei Xi:

"Pei Xi!"

"Get lost!"

"Ahahaha!"

In this small group, Wu Di was somewhat wary of Pei Xi's background and did not dare to offend him too much.

But Fang Zixin was not afraid and seized the opportunity to mock him.

The surrounding younger students were covering their mouths and giggling, which only made Pei Xi angrier.

Amid the noise, Jiang Yining, holding her ribs, slowly got up and said to Lin Yuan:

"Thank you for the lesson."

"Let's spar again sometime."

Jiang Yining nodded slightly at Lin Yuan and then walked off the sparring platform.

In a corner of the martial arts hall, two martial arts teachers sighed:

"Trading injuries for injuries."

"Jiang Yining has learned a lot."

"Unfortunately, Lin Yuan's spiritual seed talent is too poor, otherwise, he would be a terrifying martial arts genius."

"Indeed, the ability to judge the situation in a match is something some martial artists never learn in their entire lives."

After Jiang Yining walked off the sparring platform, her younger sister, Jiang Xiaoyu, immediately came up and said:

"Lin Yuan is too ruthless!"

Jiang Yining shook her head, "He held back."

If Lin Yuan had not held back, her ribs would probably have been broken.

The brief sparring session, less than ten minutes, had greatly benefited Jiang Yining.

Lin Yuan had given her another lesson.

In simple terms, it was called "trading injuries for injuries."

In reality, it was about accurately judging the lethality of the opponent's moves during a match.

When Jiang Yining delivered that kick, she had completely shifted her center of gravity.

In fact, because she had dodged Lin Yuan's attack, her kick was not strong enough to knock him down.

Lin Yuan immediately judged the situation and chose to take the hit, then delivered a fatal blow.

In a fight, the four words "fatal blow" are crucial.

You might injure someone with a hundred attacks.

But one attack from the other side could kill you.

...

On the sparring platform, Lin Yuan felt the pain from his back, which was still a bit sore.

After all, it was a solid kick from Jiang Yining.

Just as Lin Yuan was about to leave the platform, Pei Xi called out to him:

"Lin Yuan."

"Want to spar?"